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... , casting a mottled pattern of shadows.
Leading the way on a chestnut steed, dozens of demon horses thundered in unison toward Qingfeng Mountain.
Shen Yi trailed behind, silently observing the armored figure ahead.
Although he had never intended to hand over the Jiaolong’s core, he was still somewhat surprised to have taken it so easily.
Logically speaking, the Demon-suppression Great General had also expended some effort in slaying the Jiaolong…
Well, qui ...
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